Heartbroken Part 2
`Being heart broken
You say you love me
You lied to me
Your always mad at me
You say miss me
You lied to me
You never showed it
You say you wouldn't hurt me
You lied to me
You argue with me
For no reason
And say the meanest things
You say you wouldn't accuse me of cheating
You lied to me
You accuse me of cheating
And I don't talk to guys
You say wouldn't break my heart
And you lied to me
You broke my heart
Because of the arguments
You say you love me for who I am
But yet you say things
That makes me that makes me think different
You say you love me
You say you care about me
You say you'll always be with me
You say I'm the one for you
But yet you don't show me
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Junice Michele Lanza
Writing poetry comes from the heart.
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